(BL) Learning God Is In Hand, I Have The World [quick wear] BOOK 2

Chapter 242

When Su Ming hid in the bushes to eavesdrop on Zhuang Li and Sun Baixi's conversation, Zhuang Shimiao also hid to eavesdrop.

Because of this, he finally knew why Zhuang Li would rather lose 2 billion to terminate the contract with the Sun family. Sure enough, that incident was exposed, and it was exposed so early, no one thought that Zhuang Li would be a master hacker.

Zhuang Li has never received a good education, and he has never seen the outside world, but he still relies on self-study to become a top talent.

Before that, Zhuang Shimiao never believed in ethnology and genetics, but now he has to. As early as when Zhuang Li was born, the dealer gave him the best wealth, that is, good genes and a smart brain.

Zhuang Shimiao was thinking all the way, and his unwilling thoughts became stronger and stronger. If it is external things that lose to Zhuang Li, he admits that he does not feel that he cannot catch up or even surpass in his future efforts.

But he lost in IQ at birth, and he really couldn't make up for this shortcoming. No matter how much effort he spends, he cannot become a genius.

However, what Zhuang Hong likes most is genius. He graduated from NJ University with a double doctorate. He is a genius himself, and he also advocates the "grey man theory".

In other words, when Zhuang Li returned to the dealer, Zhuang Shimiao had already lost.

This realization made Zhuang Shimiao's heart suffer. After returning to the room, he realized later that Sun Baixi's exposure also meant that Zhuang Li saw through his own thoughts. How will this person deal with himself?

All night, Zhuang Shimiao pondered this question. He could imagine that starting from tomorrow, he would be sidelined by Zhuang Li, and Sun Baixi, Duke and the others would also come to deal with him in order to please Zhuang Li.

Zhuang Shimiao, who had long been accustomed to being highly sought after by others, couldn't bear this grievance, so the next day, he was naturally ill, and he was very ill.

There was a lack of medical facilities on the island, and everyone had to call for a boat to take him back early.

Zhuang Li and Su Ming stayed on the island to continue their vacation.

Six days later, Zhuang Li, who had not tanned at all, returned to City C, just in time to have dinner with his grandfather.

Zhuang Hong sat in the main seat as usual, Zhuang Qingfeng and Huang Yaping sat on his left and right, respectively, and Zhuang Shimiao was not there.

The food on the table was already half-cold, but the tableware and chopsticks of the three were neatly placed and did not move at all.

It can be seen that when he received a call from his grandson, Zhuang Hong issued an order that he must wait for his grandson to return home before eating.

Zhuang Qingfeng's face was full of impatience, but Huang Yaping showed a warm smile. She missed her son after not seeing her for a few days.

Zhuang Li handed over his luggage to the housekeeper, walked straight to Zhuang Hong, and stretched out his arms in a hug gesture after a long distance.

Zhuang Hong also stood up, laughed and hugged his grandson, patted his back lightly with his palm, and asked, "Have you had a good time?"

"Happy, originally they wanted to play for a few more days, but I said my old man must miss me. , I have to go back." Zhuang Li spread his hands and said with a smile: "No, I will come back first."

Zhuang Hong was coaxed by his grandson to smile, but he waved his hands impatiently: "Go, go, who misses you! Having

said that, he craned his neck and shouted into the kitchen: "Pharaoh, bring out the soup that has been simmered for a day."

In order to welcome his grandson home, he asked the chef to prepare it early in the morning.

Zhuang Li laughed more and more heartily, and rubbed his grandfather's white hair recklessly. Both grandparents and grandchildren are small curly hairs in the same line. It was precisely because of this distinctive feature that the original owner was recognized.

Zhuang Hong personally served his grandson a bowl of soup and told him to drink more, but he didn't move, just sat and watched kindly.

Zhuang Qingfeng, who had never enjoyed his father's love, saw his eyes turn red. He also wanted to drink Daddy's soup.

Zhuang Hong glanced at him and said lightly: "Xiao Li, your father asked Zhuang Shimiao to work in the company. The position is deputy director of the R&D department. What do you think? I want to send him abroad, do you agree?"

Zhuang Qingfeng immediately looked at his son with dissatisfaction on his face. What qualifications does Zhuang Li have to ask about his decision? What does he know?

Zhuang Li took a spoonful of soup and drank it slowly, his tone was as cold as the old man's: "Let Zhuang Shimiao go to work in the company? This will kill him. I agree with Grandpa's opinion, send him abroad and tell him to stop in the future. Come back."

Zhuang Qingfeng was taken aback. On the day he secretly took Zhuang Shimiao through the entry formalities, the old man said the same thing to him when he received the news--"You will kill Zhuang Shimiao like this."

What happened to these grandparents? Why do you say that you will kill Shimiao? Can't they tolerate Shimiao like that? Twenty-two years later, even a dog should have a relationship, right?

Zhuang Qingfeng was angry and cold. He realized that this son, like the old man, was a cold-blooded monster.

The smile on Huang Yaping's face disappeared, and the taste of the meal changed in one bite. People's hearts are biased. Twenty-two years of deep feelings made her pay more attention to Zhuang Shimiao's feelings.

She put down the bowl and chopsticks with a bang, wanting to scold her son for being unfeeling.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Hong clapped on the table and laughed, and said with admiration: "As expected of my grandson Zhuang Hong, his vision is long-term. If you are really like your

father-" He glanced at Zhuang Qingfeng, his tone was extremely disappointed: "I It's time to consider entrusting Hongtu to a professional manager. I'm still self-righteous, emotional and indecisive, obedient and stubborn. Your father has all the potential for a prodigal family. Such a useless son. Go out, how many old people laugh at me?"

Zhuang Qingfeng clenched his chopsticks tightly, with a humiliated look on his face. He grew up listening to these words.

He really didn't understand how he had to be a father to be satisfied. He's not a genius, is it his fault?

Zhuang Hong let out a long sigh, and his turbid eyes brought a happy light when he looked at his grandson: "Fortunately, my grandson has inherited my excellent genes, and Hongtu will be able to make great plans in the future, hahaha!"

He laughed happily, but Zhuang Qingfeng snapped his chopsticks with a squeak.

The father and son were about to quarrel again, but Zhuang Shimiao walked in with a briefcase, his face was pale and his eyes were wet. He seemed to hear everyone's conversation.

"Grandpa, what did I do wrong? You said, I'll change. I joined the company to help you." He walked slowly to Huang Yaping, his tone full of sadness.

Huang Yaping quickly took his hand and gave him silent comfort. She has no say in the banker, but she also has her own position. Two sons, of course, she supports Zhuang Shimiao, who has a deep relationship with her.

"Dad, why do you say that letting Shimiao join the company is to harm him? I really don't understand what you said."

After Huang Yaping questioned the old man, she looked straight at Zhuang Li and said cautiously, "Xiao Li, Shi Miao told me that he will not compete with you for the property of the banker. He just wants to work hard and earn money to buy a small family of his own. You don't need to guard against him and exclude him. He will never harm you. Please don't hurt him too. I don't expect you two brothers to love each other, I just want you to live together peacefully and the well water doesn't break the river, is that not okay?"

Zhuang Qingfeng immediately helped: "In my eyes, both of them are brothers. It's the same, I won't be partial to anyone. If Zhuang Li can go to work in the company, Shimiao can of course."

Zhuang Qingfeng threw away the chopsticks that were broken in two and said in a strong tone for the first time: "Dad, Shimiao is my guide . If you want to fire him, fire me first. I will give this house to you and Zhuang Li, and I will take Shimiao and Yaping out to live. You have no right to leave my property to whoever I want in the future. Interfere."

He didn't have nothing. When his mother passed away, he left him a billion-dollar inheritance and a 5% stake in Hongtu, which he will leave to Zhuang Shimiao in the future.

As for Zhuang Li, doesn't he still have an old man? He can't afford to lose.

Huang Yaping agreed with her husband's words, but she didn't agree with her, she just shook Zhuang Shimiao's hand firmly, implying that his parents would never give up on him.

This game seems to be a draw. The dealer was completely split into two camps.

Zhuang Hong stared at Zhuang Qingfeng for a long time, his eyes were full of disappointment and regret. His wife had instilled in his son's ears the concept of "daddy is not good, you have to stand on mom's side to hate dad together", so that he couldn't find a starting point to improve his relationship with his son.

He's not an emotionless machine, but his emotions need to be reciprocated. Every caring in exchange is resistance and hatred, and he gets tired too.

"Then you can move out today." Zhuang Hong said calmly.

Zhuang Qingfeng's fingertips trembled slightly. He had the idea of ​​leaving this house for a long time, but when he really waited for this day, he was very uncomfortable.

Huang Yaping told the housekeeper, "Help us pack our luggage." She calmly accepted her father-in-law's decision.

Zhuang Shimiao clenched her mother's hand subconsciously, trying to maintain her calm on the surface, but her heart was as uncomfortable as it was overturned. He didn't want to leave the house at all.

Having lived as the grandson of Zhuang for more than 20 years, he has long regarded everything here as his possessions. How could he possibly appreciate Zhuang Qingfeng's billion-dollar inheritance? All he wants! What he wants is Hongtu and the connections behind the old man!

He wants Zhuang Li to disappear completely, and he wants everyone to know that he is by no means a wild breed, but a legitimate heir to the Zhuang family!

But now he can only stubbornly suppress these ambitions, bow his head honestly, and pretend to be sad.

Huang Yaping also patted the back of his hand in sadness.

Zhuang Hong saw through Zhuang Shimiao's disguise at a glance. He shook his head and let out a long sigh. His son and daughter-in-law were so stupid, he couldn't help it.

Zhuang Li finally finished his soup.

He put down the spoon, picked up the wet tissue and wiped his hands slowly, and said slowly: "The best grandpa has already arranged for Zhuang Shimiao. If he doesn't go, you won't let him go. No matter what happens in the future, you will all complain. No one else, the path is yours to choose."

"Who are you threatening? What do you want to do to Shimiao?" Zhuang Qingfeng slapped the table angrily.

Huang Yaping also showed a very disappointed expression. This son's heart has grown crooked. Like his grandfather, he is an unscrupulous cold-blooded animal!

Zhuang Hong shook his head and sneered.

Zhuang Li stood up, slowly approached Zhuang Shimiao, and whispered in the other's ear, "Do you believe that character determines fate?"

Zhuang Shimiao pursed his lips, but his face was extremely pale. He seemed to be afraid of Zhuang Li's revenge.

"Grandpa wants you to live in peace, then I will respect Grandpa's opinion and not do anything to you." Zhuang Li patted Zhuang Shimiao on the shoulder and predicted: "But if you want to stay, then I have no choice. I don't. I will do anything to you, because you are already on the road of self-destruction."

Zhuang Hong put down the tableware and said coldly: "I have nothing to say to these idiots. If they want to go, let them go, and no one will leave in the future. Come back crying and beg me."